Staying One Step Ahead
Wednesday, October 9, 2013 12:00 AM
I don't frequent strip clubs. It's something I'll do for a friend's bachelor party or if a buddy of mine has a milestone birthday, but generally speaking it's not my thing. It's just so hard to get over the fact that virtually nothing the girls say to you is remotely truthful. Sure, you may get honest tidbits here and there, but the ultimate purpose of a stripper is to get you to spend the most amount of money over the longest period of time. We all know this, although in the moment it's quite easy to forget.
I went to a highly rated strip club in a major city last week, and met a girl there with the face of an angel, the attitude of a tigress and a body that mere words would only disservice. She would be my girl for the night, regardless of cost - that much I knew. It was my best friend's Bachelor party, but the Best Man has to have some fun too right?
She played the game better than almost any other stripper I've encountered. It went well beyond the usual, "You're hot," "You're awesome," "I'm happy to be hear with you" nonsense. No, it almost seemed genuine. She didn't tell me she graduated from NYU or Columbia. I find it amazing that every Eastern European stripper in the city has a Master's from an Ivy or near Ivy school. Where were these chicks when I was a lowly grad student at Columbia? Anyhow, she told me about her past relationships, her interests, her SAT scores. She bullshitted with me, told me off if she thought I was wrong about something, and didn't always say what you would think I would want to hear.
Me being me, I told her it was all an act and that she genuinely had no interest in me. Of course she disagreed, and out of nowhere I'm like "prove it." Well, she proved it by doing something (after some initial resistance) I know she wouldn't normally do. I won't say what it was (not sex) because again, I don't want to reveal anything, but it caught me off guard. It was already after hours, she had already paid half of my time upfront (cash only at that point), and yelled at me several times for not having enough cash on me (like I knew they would close out my card). When we finally were done - I think I paid for an hour and got close to two - the club was empty. Things continued in the bathroom for a little bit and I was on my way. I was supposed to get her digits but forgot to ask. And of course there is no waiting for the girls outside, so I didn't bother.
I realize that despite all the signs that it wasn't all an act, it almost 100% was, and I have to say I admire her for always staying one step ahead. I might go back just for another fun challenge. Well, it doesn't hurt that she's nearly perfect looking.
Maybe I'm a cynic, maybe I read people really well, or maybe I'm an idiot for even letting the thought momentarily slip into my head that it wasn't all a well-conceived act catered to my personality - but what a pro. She ruined all other girls at strip clubs for me.
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